Last Semester as a Full Time Student!

Well, the time has come. It is officially my last semester as a full time college student, that is, until I go to graduate school, which it seems I will inevitably have to do. The more I look into the possibilities for the future it becomes increasingly clear that I will not be able to compete in the museum workforce unless I have a master's degree, even though when I graduate in December 2006 I will have the same education as someone who got their undergraduate in History and got their master's in Museum Studies, except I will not have to write a thesis. Not to mention the fact that I have worked in a museum for almost two years now. I guess titles are still so very important. Not that I am slightly disgruntled, or anything:) But I have a way to go, since I will be waiting a while before going to grad school, and at the moment I am excited at the possibility of working more and going to school less sometime in the near future.

This semester is looking good so far. My classes are interesting and I have most of them with my museum studies girls. However, I did have a very hectic Thursday this past week, which was more than I was prepared to handle on the fourth day of school. Let me start off by saying that Baylor has a HORRIBLE parking situation, as do most universities, and I am usually aware of my surroundings and the dangers associated with driving amongst crazy college students. But on Thursday, as Liz and I are driving to class, we almost get into the same exact car accident as Steph was in a year ago, which involved a car running the stop sign on Daughtrey and both cars being totaled. So I was already a little shaken, and then I actually get into an accident as I am trying to find a parking space!! Thankfully no one was hurt, but my poor car is now in serious need of a nose job (purely cosmetic, no dents!!). Then, I get a call from Liz as I am walking to my car after class asking where I am, and I can tell she is upset or needs to tell me about something, so I just tell her I will pick her up in a few minutes and then we can talk. As I am driving down the road to where she is supposed to be waiting for me, I see her RUNNING at my car down the street! And when she gets in, she immediately ducks down in the seat! So apparently her stalker, which will only make sense to a select few of you, but the point is that she has a stalker, spotted her and was chasing her out of the building. This is just the latest in a series of creepy encounters, but nonetheless, not something we were prepared to take in after the accident.

THANKFULLY! We went to Treff's that evening and I spent an amazing evening with Liz, Monica, and Karen dancing and enjoying the weekly entertainment who calls himself the Piano Man. The day ended well. Unfortunately, Jess was not at work on Friday because she went home to be with her mother during her first chemotherapy treatment. For updates, go to Jessica's page under my links and keep her mother in your thoughts and prayers. Jennie sent a little naked Jude Law a la Cold Mountain home with Jess as a mood booster, so hopefully that was successful:)

And now, my car needs a bra. How embarrassing. I love my fiance Dave, my family, my friends, my job, Coheed and Cambria, and this quote:

"There is no gravity. Mr. T pities everything to stay the fuck down. Except for birds and airplanes because they are shaped like a T."

And then there is this.....



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